Chapter 250 (2/2)

The camp was in chaos, like a pack of dragons without a leader. They needed a core, and this was Link’s responsibility as the lord.

He wore the robe of a Flame Controller, firelight flowing through him. He also held the wand of the Burning Wrath of Heaven that radiated with a blinding light. It was abnormally eye-catching in the dim camp.

Reassured, the soldiers immediately gathered towards him. Lucy, Gildern, Jacker, Eliard, and the others all came.

Link did not stop casting spells. He used all the old tricks against these attackers who were similar to the ghouls in the North. He used the force field to destroy the others’ balance and then burned them with Titan’s Fist.

He was unbelievably fast, and the Assassins had no chance. They went down at a rate of one per second.

Suddenly, one Assassin yelled, “There’s only one of him. Charge and kill him!”

At this moment, there were only 40 Assassins. They immediately scattered, preparing to attack Link from all directions.

Link immediately ordered, “Retreat to the city walls. Don’t get surrounded!”

If they were surrounded, Link knew he could protect the group around him by himself but only temporarily. His attacks would be greatly affected as well. If they had the sturdy stone walls behind them, they would only have the face the Assassins before them. It was much easier.

Hearing the command, everyone began retreating to the wall with Link at the center.

The Assassins attacked as if they’d gone crazy. They were constantly killed by Link, but they also killed many common soldiers. Link could not help it. Scorched Ridge lacked strong soldiers, and it was hard to fight off the Assassins’ direct attacks. Even if Jacker charged forward, he would be using his life to win Link enough time to cast spells and attack.

If not for Eliard on the side, Jacker would have died many times already.

The battle intensified. The Assassins decreased by one per second, but the soldiers were decreasing by twenty per second! Without Link, the soldiers would have been defeated long ago.

At this rate, even if Link could kill all the Assassins, the camp would suffer greatly as well. The soldiers would probably all be dead. If they were not careful, Link might not survive either.

But then, a sudden roar came from outside the walls.

“You bastards dare to fool me! Dorias is angry!”

Dorias had returned at this critical moment!

He had spent his recent days in Scorched Ridge comfortably. He had good food every day, and there was someone just for brushing his hair, picking his teeth, and cleaning his claws. When he had time, he could go have fun in the Girvent Forest. It was like living in paradise.

In his mind, Scorched Ridge was his territory. Now, people were wreaking havoc in his territory, and they’d lied to him too. This…this was unforgivable!

With an aggressive growl, a giant tiger covered in blue-green light pounced onto the wall and down to the ground. An Assassin charged at it.

With another roar, Dorias opened his claws. Dagger-like claws shot out from the pads and slapped at the Assassin.

As a Wind Magical Beast, he was shockingly fast—even faster than the Assassins. As an old monster who had lived for centuries, he had rich experience, and these Assassins were no match.

Rip! There was a tearing sound. The Assassin had been torn to shreds by Dorias’ claws!

Another Assassin rushed over, trying to make a sneak attack.

As if he had eyes on the back of his head, Dorias slapped his tail down on the man’s neck. The neck snapped with a crack, and his head hung limply. He fell to the ground, convulsing, but didn’t die.

Link’s eyes were sharp. Seeing this, he was even more confident. This type of vitality had destroyed the equilibrium. It was definitely related to the Dark Divine Gear of the North.

Rather than retreating to the wall, he yelled, “Dorias, come here! Cover me!”

“Coming!” Dorias sprang up and landed behind Link. With this violent big cat, Link didn’t have to worry anymore. He started to go all out.

Titan’s Fist, Titan’s Hand, Vector Force Field, Spatial Distortion were cast one after another. The Assassins in Scorched Ridge decreased rapidly.

“Retreat!” There were only ten Assassins left. They realized they had no chance and were ready to run.

“In your dreams!” Dorias rushed over like the wind. His huge body had a burst of speed faster than the enemies. Gnashing and blocking left and right, he blocked all their escape routes by himself.

With his cooperation and Titan’s Fist, Link burned all the Assassins to dust in half a minute. There were only five living, left on purpose by Link.

After killing them all, the camp residences looked at Link with pure reverence. Even the Magicians from the East Cove Magic Academy had a look of awe on their faces.

They couldn’t deal with a single one of these extremely powerful Assassins, but Link killed them all as if they were chickens. This gap in ability was unsurpassable.

Eliard sighed involuntarily. His friend was getting stronger and stronger. Eliard had worked hard, but he was still a Level-3 Magician. Link was getting further and further from him.

Dorias received a considerable amount of reverent gazes as well. He raised his head, puffed out his chest, and rubbed his claws. Over the clattering, he huffed, “These cowards want to cause trouble on my watch? Humph!”

Link didn’t have time to be proud. He found Lucy and said, “Calculate the casualties and arrange for pension.”

“Yes, Lord.”

“Jacker, lock up the Assassins still living. Feed them this and then nail their hands and feet.” Link pulled out Sacred Silver.

“I understand.”

Then Link said to Dorias, “I’m going out now. The safety of the camp is on you.”

Fifty ghouls was a big force. Even in the Skeletal Fort, Link had never seen a group of more than 100 ghouls. He believed that this amount was the maximum number of attackers, so the camp should be safe now. It was time to save Princess Milda.

Dorias was still busy being proud. Hearing Link, he immediately patted his chest.

“Link, don’t worry. Give this to me. There won’t be any problems!”

He had shown that he was truly powerful. Link could rest easy with Dorias there. He said a few more words to comfort the camp residents and returned to the cabin.

“Master, is he almost awake?” Link asked Grenci. He needed Romulsin’s help to find Milda.

“Should be soon. Should I wake him?” Grenci asked.

Link nodded. “Sure.”